552 A Torrent of Steel and Flesh
Farragut didn't have all day to find old friends. He had to go to bed on time www.biquge.info because he had to cook and start the next morning. The sullen scout was put to the back of his mind.
The legion got up in the early morning of the next day, took bread out of the stove and ate it, and at dawn assembled and lined up for departure.
The two knights were distinctly armoured, and the prancing horses stood in front of the three armies. The enthusiastic phalanx of dragoons was brightly colored. The phalanx of the holy silver knights resembles a brilliant diamond.
A phalanx of green and lightly armed chasseurs stood side by side with the two major knights. This is the light cavalry force of the Wehrmacht, responsible for reconnaissance and sniping, and it is the nightmare of light cavalry.
Because of the cooler autumn, the rest of the soldiers changed into thick winter military uniforms in advance, and the pitch-black woolen coats stood tall and refreshing.
The officers and men of the artillery division formed a unique column and were assembled in the first place in the infantry.
Frederick walked up to the parade platform with his helmet in his arms, and when he looked at the three armies, he saw that the uniforms were uniform, like a sea of darkness. And the armor of the two knights is bright and distinct, neat and solemn, like a hidden and unsound underwater raging waves.
"Soldiers, ahead is the fortress of Metz, the main road to Paris! Frederick put his helmet around and mobilized his army in no uncertain terms: "The Treaty of the Hall of Mirrors, the Edict of State, these bone-wracking treaties trampled on the dignity of Germany, and the initiators were hiding behind the high walls of Paris. But the history of weakness is over, and the will of Germany will be upheld! We hold the enemy accountable for their stupidity, for even cowards are capable of waging war, but their feast of brutality will end in brutality!"
Frederick paused visibly for a second, and immediately reaped an overwhelming salute, a tsunami of shouts: "Advance!
Countless arms stood like spears, greeting their spiritual leader.
The officer corps and Filia stood behind Frederick, gazing at the majestic military with relief. They didn't see it, Vincent was shaking his head in disdain.
Frederick solemnly put on his helmet and raised his arms and shouted: "Suffocated Germany needs room to breathe, trampled truth needs to be defended by a sword! Aryan warriors, take the fortress of Metz, plant the banner of the Iron Cross in every city, and regain truth and dignity with iron and blood! Peace will never be born without destroying the greedy enemy, then use war to breed peace, then let the enemy tremble in the shell, advance on, warriors, and future generations will be grateful for your sacrifice! You will turn into a storm to cleanse the world, you will play the role of the envoy of the dawn to end the war! The armored horse is the messenger of peace, the rifle in your hand is the messenger of peace, and the excellent cannon is the messenger of peace.
"March to Paris!" roared loudly.
Vincent finally stopped shaking his head. He was amazed by Frederick's demagoguery, and finally believed that the young man had single-handedly created the empire of order.
The president put on his helmet and announced his departure. The three armies began to flow in an orderly manner, and the rousing army drove in front of Frederick in front of him, and Frederick raised his right arm under the banner and saluted him off.
Elite infantrymen wrapped in black woolen military uniforms slowly drove out of the parade ground like paint. The knights, on the other hand, left gracefully, with the regular noise of the steel plates with the horses' hooves, and the armor and spears were lined up, which was pleasing to the eye and beautiful.
Vincent squinted into the distance and muttered with bated breath: "The torrent of steel and flesh is so beautiful. He was intoxicated with the romance of war, as if there was a sprout stirring the soil in his breast. Vincent couldn't help but sneak into the rostrum, squeezed behind Frederick, and whispered excitedly:
"If we put aside the controversy, this morale-boosting army will be the end of our conquest of the world. ”
In the officer corps, which is all black velvet uniforms, Vincent's orange anti-nuclear suit is particularly eye-catching. But Vincent's topic was very sensitive and attracted the attention of several generals. Both Farina and Claude listened in silence.
Frederick turned his head and replied, "I'm not interested in conquering the end of the world. Only by defeating Paris can my country be at peace for a long time. I plan to garrison Paris before the snow falls, and then sign a treaty with the whole world to divide the interests and collect the troops for the winter rest. ”
Vincent's disappointment was palpable, and he clenched his fists and roared: "But you obviously have the opportunity to conquer Europe! You can advance to the end of the continent and drive all those who refuse to surrender to the sea! You can build an empire like never before, and let the whole world follow your will, but you miss the opportunity in vain by thinking about the boring winter recuperation?!"
Filia pushed in annoyance, shoved Vincent into the crowd, she raised her eyebrows and warned: "What do you know? We don't have enough food to eat, and every kilometer of land we occupy, there will be more than a dozen mouths for eating rice! If you don't feed them, they will rebel against you, do you want to conquer the world with a lot of complaints? Impossible! If you are not popular, you will only be swallowed by the world!"
Vincent fell into the crowd and was held up by his hands and feet. He didn't expect that he was actually being bullied by a woman, he jumped like thunder, pointed at Filia in a trembling voice, and when he glared angrily, he suddenly saw the president step forward and block in front of the female knight.
"Colonel Filia is right. If the rear food is overdrawn, the production capacity will decrease, and the expansion of the front at this time will instead drag down the logistics, let us shoot one less bullet, let us eat one bite less food, and then we will have to slaughter prisoners of war to save rations. Even as the front advances, our victory bell will regress block by square. ”
Frederick looked around the officer corps and declared categorically: "I think it is clear to everyone that war is a matter of logistics. We have an invincible army, but we don't have the ability to govern the world, and the reason we endure war is to give birth to peace. Occupy Paris, and enter the winter rest. Does anyone have any objections?"
Farina and Claude nodded in acquiescence. A few impetuous young officers refused to squeak, and they held Vincent in anger with their hands and feet, and their displeasure was palpable.
"When the war is over, we go home. Frederick clapped.
Vincent struggled to break free of the support of others, gritting his teeth and swearing: "Do you think that war is a drizzle, and you can stop if you want to? No, human nature is a flood, and it will not consult you when it swallows everything." ”
Then he looked around at the bowed officer corps and cried out in desperation: "I read your history. In order to rise from weakness, you did not hesitate to rebel against Paris, and you even declared war on the whole of Europe! I admire you, so I selflessly dedicate all my skills to help you advance in a high spirit, so that today, the whole of Europe trembles under the iron hooves of the soldiers. But, your leader has become timid! Tell me, the male officer who touched you tell me, do you want to go forward like a fierce beast, or do you want to give up halfway like this woman?
Surrounded by black uniforms, Vincent roared hysterically.